Sometimes Serbia is strange and wonderful.
As I wondered the streets of my town, the shadows of the bloom laden trees made me almost as happy as the flowers that have begun to sprout.
I was walking around town just as many were off to work or school.
Mother and son walk to school, their shadows follow behind.
I love the shadows cast by early morning light.
The storks that have made their home atop the building are so grand. Just below them you can see the shadow from the power lines.